Nixon - Chapter I paroles de (lyrics)
[Nixon - Chapter I paroles de lyrics]
I see people that you know I
Used to call my brother i used to let it go
I swore that was my fucking brother
Never said a word
And shout out to my fallen cousin
Yea, grew up fast
Yea I had to get up out the struggle
The drugs hit me heavy i'm feelin' so lazy
I gotta go get it
From summer to fall but I never gon' fall
Waited 3 years just to get to
This place now remember my face
And I'm hitting the blunt
Gotta be blunt i don't fuck with your tape
Why this bitch wearing Bape?
And she look at me wrong bet
I pick up a phone and I place me a call and
She gone the next day
What the fuck can I say?
Cannot stop grindin' till niggas blow up
'n' I cop me a wraith just
To pull up on shows
Blow hella racks, throw a stack to the crowd
I'm just stating my case
That I need me a house
And that need me a bitch
Who can suck on this dick
Then go cook me a steak
And she not takin' breaks
Buss in yo house unplug the fridge
Nigga fuck all yo food
And I'm taking your chips
Leave me a shit, clog up your toilet
Then bounce out that bitch then
It's off to the Ritz
Countin' my chips while I crack
Down a dutch and
Fill it with potent and jump off a cliff
Bet that I float, yes that means he is high
Done took off in a jet
Man it's hot in this bitch
Pass me a 40, come fuck with me shorty
I'm changing your life if you fuck with
Me then and still holding me down
Came out the rubble who running the town?
Puff me a blunt and I'm smoking that loud
Who running the town?
I see people that you know I
Used to call my brother i used to let it go
I swore that was my fucking brother
Never said a word
And shout out to my fallen cousin
Yea, grew up fast
Yea I had to get up out the struggle
Used to call my brother i used to let it go
I swore that was my fucking brother
Never said a word
And shout out to my fallen cousin
Yea, grew up fast
Yea I had to get up out the struggle
The drugs hit me heavy i'm feelin' so lazy
I gotta go get it
From summer to fall but I never gon' fall
Waited 3 years just to get to
This place now remember my face
And I'm hitting the blunt
Gotta be blunt i don't fuck with your tape
Why this bitch wearing Bape?
And she look at me wrong bet
I pick up a phone and I place me a call and
She gone the next day
What the fuck can I say?
Cannot stop grindin' till niggas blow up
'n' I cop me a wraith just
To pull up on shows
Blow hella racks, throw a stack to the crowd
I'm just stating my case
That I need me a house
And that need me a bitch
Who can suck on this dick
Then go cook me a steak
And she not takin' breaks
Buss in yo house unplug the fridge
Nigga fuck all yo food
And I'm taking your chips
Leave me a shit, clog up your toilet
Then bounce out that bitch then
It's off to the Ritz
Countin' my chips while I crack
Down a dutch and
Fill it with potent and jump off a cliff
Bet that I float, yes that means he is high
Done took off in a jet
Man it's hot in this bitch
Pass me a 40, come fuck with me shorty
I'm changing your life if you fuck with
Me then and still holding me down
Came out the rubble who running the town?
Puff me a blunt and I'm smoking that loud
Who running the town?
I see people that you know I
Used to call my brother i used to let it go
I swore that was my fucking brother
Never said a word
And shout out to my fallen cousin
Yea, grew up fast
Yea I had to get up out the struggle